I am completely stupid now. I want to call myself fat, but I can't speak any more...

Actually, the fat man looked very funny, and I even wanted to laugh a little. However, the more he did, the more I felt the atmosphere was extremely weird.

But it is not a solution to keep watching the fat man like this, I have to try it.

"Fat, fat, fat."

I whispered, and the fat man seemed to hear me calling him, but it seemed that there was no.

He turned his face and used his fat hands to make a shy smile on his chin, making a sarcastic look, and a hint of sorrow appeared in the corner of his eyes.

My head suddenly became big.

Damn, what are you doing now? There is no way out, and there are things lurking around us that can be divided at any time. Finally, the fat man is out of danger. Now he is wondering to change his surname.

I don’t think I have to consider the level of my father and others in the future. Just walking around these places, I guess it will be a matter of time before I go to the mental hospital myself.

Standing deep in the tomb, staring at a man singing a big show. This kind of treatment is probably not a tomb robber who has enjoyed it within a hundred years.

I suddenly wondered whether the fat man would be dead now, and what I saw now was actually his ghost.

After illuminating it with a flashlight, the fat man still had a shadow. The most important thing is that although he had bleeding a lot, his complexion was OK and he didn't have that kind of despair on his face.

So I called Fatty twice again.

His reaction to me was still like acting.

At first I could bear it, but later, I was still anxious and slowly moved towards the fat man.

When the fat man approached me, he didn't react much, so he still looked there as if I was pitying. After getting closer, I wanted to reach out to touch the fat man and see what would happen to him.

However, I was still very scared and poked him with a flashlight.

It was like a timid man who wanted to reach out to point a powerful firecracker. After testing for a long time, I finally met the fat man.

The flashlight touched the fat man's waist, and he didn't feel anything. So I poked it twice again, and the results were the same.

At this time, I also felt that the fat man should be in no danger. So I shouted his name while pushing him hard with a flashlight.

This pushed the fat man staggered. He shook forward a few steps, and suddenly, his whole body shook for a while and stopped moving.

I thought to myself, "Fatty. Are you okay?"

The fat man stared at me with his eyes fixed on me, and for a moment, all the weird expressions he had before disappeared. He seemed to be stupid. His eyes blinked and his mouth slightly grew, but there was no movement.

I was so anxious that I didn't care whether the fat man was a human or a ghost. I stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and patted him in the face back and forth.

As soon as I touched the fat man's body, I was sure that the dog said he must be alive. But after I took a long time, the fat man still blinked at me.

"Fuck, you won't be really stupid. Fatty, wake up, damn you, the weight of your old sow, I can't carry you." I said, and when I was anxious, I slap him hard. A big-eared melon seed.

However, my hand was about to touch the fat man's face, and suddenly, he grabbed my hand in the air.

"Stop hitting, Fat Master woke up just now."

When I heard this, "Damn, when did you wake up?"

"Just you pushed me just now." The fat man gasped, looking very confused. After saying that, he was spinning around in the same place, as if he was looking for something.

I pushed him again, "Damn what happened to you just now? You are acting and pretending to be a woman."

The fat man frowned and scratched his hair, "No, I don't know what's going on with me, tsk, I've been lying there just now, thinking I'm about to hang up, but suddenly...

.”

The fat man stopped again, and I urged him to say it quickly.

"Me, I saw a woman walking towards me. At first I thought it was a female ghost, but after a while, she started taking off my clothes and almost stripped me naked. I thought to myself

The mother didn't want to molest me, but then the woman started to treat my wounds."

The fat man looked at himself as he said.

"She pulled out the bone and sprinkled something like medicine powder into it. Soon I felt that the wound didn't hurt much."

"Then why are you singing a big show here?"

"Tsk, I don't know how to tell you. Anyway, after the woman bandaged me, she started singing and dancing. I think it's new, so I learned to play with him for a while. I don't know when it will be

, I saw you when my body shook, and the woman was gone."

"You're not dreaming?"

"It's impossible. If you want to dream, how can you explain the wound on my body?" The fat man suddenly turned his eyes, "Is it possible that there is really a female ghost helping me?"

After saying that, he looked sad again, "Tsk, if you want you to come here later, maybe Fatty can ask her for a contact information."

"Damn it, I'm late. Be careful that the female ghost will suck your yang energy dry." I scolded, but I still felt that things were a bit too strange.

The woman that Fatty said was very strange, and, according to what Fatty said, the scene he just sang was learned from that woman, that is, the sound I heard in the tomb of Yelang King might not be

I was dreaming, but there was really someone around me.

However, thinking about those things, then looking at the fat man in front of you. This proposal, which is a bit speechless, is the only condition that things can explain.

"Hey, fat man, do you know which drama you sang just now?" I asked.

"I don't know which drama it is, but it must be a Yue Opera. I spent my early years in the future, so I learned it."

"Yueju? Yueju, Yueju, Yueju,..." I suddenly felt a sudden move in my heart, "Yueju! Isn't that the kind in the video Wei Lin said? Is that woman..."

"What are you talking about?" asked the fat man.

I was silent for a while, and then I told the situation I encountered on the other end.

The fat man was shocked and then he wanted to look at the corpse of the giant rat.

As soon as he moved, he suddenly said "Huh".

"What is this?" said the fat man pointed to the stone slab between us.

I lowered my head and noticed that there was a very blurry pattern under my feet.

Both of them couldn't help but squat down. When they looked, they realized that it was a totem drawn with green paint. The totem is very complicated and can't see any shape at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, I feel like it is

It's a human face.

"Hey, fat man, you seem to have been standing on this thing all the time. Do you think this pattern affects your thinking?"

After I said that, I felt that I was thinking too simple, because the fat man had indeed bandaged him, so there must be someone else.

The fat man didn't agree, "Or why don't you stand up and try it."

Standing up, I'm not that stupid. If I'm right, wouldn't I take off my clothes and dance here? And according to the fat man's character, he would definitely be happy to see me like that.

As I said this, the fat man gave me a blank look. "Damn, let's forget it if you don't have the courage, but you still doubt your Fat Man's character. Is that kind of person?"

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, so I continued to look at the pattern.

The wound on the fat man's body was not that relaxed. Without saying a few words, he seemed to be unable to hold on at all. I stepped forward and supported him, took him to rest under the brick wall, and took out water and ate from my bag.

He handed it to him.

The fat man chewed the compressed biscuits and said to me with a sigh, "A man like you is really a loss. If you are a woman, I promise that all the young masters in Yanjing City will pursue you,

I'm the leader."

"You are so careful to choke to death." I couldn't stand the fat man's white body anymore. Thinking that he had a vest inside, he took off the work shirt outside and handed it to him.

The fat man took the clothes and smiled and said, "Look, I won't admit it yet."

"Tsk, you..." I was about to start scolding again, but suddenly something fell out of my clothes.

The fat man picked it up, "Isn't this the envelope you brought out from the bloody metasequoia? By the way, what's written here?"

As he said that, the fat man was about to take it apart.

I snatched the envelope over immediately. "It's not your business."

The fat man narrowed his eyes at me, "It's not my business, that's your business. Humph, this thing can't be left to you by your family?"

This dog is so elf. I can guess half of it with just one sentence.

"Tsk, it's a lot of trouble anyway, I'll talk about it when I figure it out."

Actually, it’s nothing to show the contents of the letter to Fatty, but I always feel that there are too many problems here, especially when I mention part of my father. When I feel pressured, I dare not show it to others casually.

The fat man didn't have the strength to argue with me at this time, so he put on his own clothes and continued to eat.

I walked back to the pattern on the ground and was about to put the envelope in my pocket. As the front of the envelope flashed in front of me, I suddenly noticed that there was also a pattern on the place where the postmark was posted.

I didn't care much before, but now, when I saw the pattern, my eyelids began to jump up wildly.

"This..." My eyes swayed back and forth on the ground and on the envelope. After comparing dozens of times, I finally confirmed that these two patterns, except for the size, were exactly the same...)
Chapter completed!